It interests me so much as to how easy Music can change our mood.
She sits and watches, it's raining and shes standing in the middle of the road with a broken umbrella, his walked away from her and she has let him go, let his hands slip.
she can try to fool herself and say his hands slipped away simply because it was raining but she knew he slipped away because he just didnt want her anymore, he wanted the other girl. She was always going to come second to that other girl...
Yet five minutes after his departure she's still standing there in the same place, as he walked away five minutes previous she thought of all the things that went through together, all the highs and the lows all the rights and wrongs, she took punches for him, she took hits and she would do it over and over again just to have him fall back into her again, she loved him.
But what good is a heart when it is broken,what good are words if they make no sence and what good is love when not everyone can have it?
Eventually the rain stops, and the sun shines brightly on her face, she takes down the umbrella,she looks at the blue sky and she smiles as she turns her back on the history with the boy who would never find her to be good enough for him and as she walks away she walks forward, into the hands of the Key Holder ♥
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